Kaguya-sama: Love Is War wants me to turn myself in.

Yukino Yukinoshita rejected the offer with disdain:

"No heart-shaped omelet rice."

Natsuki Amamiya: "Then let's have the regular omelet rice."

"..."

Silent all night.

the next day.

At 7:59 a.m. sharp, the doorbell rang.

Amamiya Natsuki had already gotten up and was watching TV in the living room when she heard the doorbell. She got up and went to open the door, and a girl with long, straight black hair immediately came into view. It was Yukino Yukinoshita.

"Good morning, Yukino." Natsuki Amamiya opened the door, took out a pair of slippers, and handed them to Yukino. "You're right on time!"

"Excuse me." Yukino Yukinoshita stepped into the entrance hall, carrying a large shopping bag in both hands and a backpack on her back. Her voice was cool and clear. "Being punctual is a basic courtesy in human interactions."

"That makes sense, I have to give it a thumbs up." Amamiya Natsuki gave a thumbs up, her gaze lingering on Yukino. "But... what happened to the maid outfit?"

"It's in my backpack, I'll change right away."

As Yukino Yukinoshita answered, she changed into slippers and headed to the restroom.

Clearly, this Yukino doesn't want to parade around in a maid outfit, because she'll definitely be surrounded by onlookers.

"Wait a minute." Natsuki Amamiya stopped Yukino. "Has Yukino forgotten something?"

Yukino Yukinoshita said expressionlessly:

"what?"

Amamiya Natsuki said:

"What about the name you agreed to last night?"

Yukino Yukinoshita remained silent for two seconds, then slightly averted her gaze, biting her lip, and whispered:

"……Owner."

"Satisfied?" Natsuki Amamiya smiled. "Go change your clothes."

Yukino Yukinoshita rolled her eyes at him, then turned and went into the restroom.

"call……"

Yukino Yukinoshita closed the door, clutched her chest, and let out a soft breath.

To be honest, although I was forced to call him "master," I didn't feel any disgust or humiliation, just a little bit of shame... I guess I've gotten used to it by now?

After a while.

A maid named Yukino pushed open the door and came out. She was dressed in the most traditional maid outfit. Her skirt was very long and fell down to her knees. There was no absolute territory to be seen, and there was no heart-shaped notch on her chest. She only had white hair accessories on her head. She didn't have cat ears or dog ears at all, which was a pity.

Even so, it still manages to impress and earn praise.

Click.

Natsuki Amamiya took out her phone and started taking pictures to commemorate the occasion.

Yukino Yukinoshita's pretty face hardened as she said:

"Taking photos without consent is illegal. Delete the photos."

“I won’t delete it.” Natsuki Amamiya said matter-of-factly, “I filmed it openly and honestly, and it was even filming my own maid. Even if the police come, I won’t delete it.”

"..."

Yukino Yukinoshita couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, then turned and went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

After a while.

The maid, Yukino, came out of the kitchen carrying a golden-brown, fragrant omelet rice and instructed:

"Master, put down your phone, go wash your hands and eat."

Natsuki Amamiya put down her phone, feeling something was off, and couldn't help but complain:

"It doesn't feel like a maid and her master, but more like an older sister scolding her younger brother."

Yukino Yukinoshita's lips curled up slightly for a moment, but she quickly regained her cool expression and said in a calm tone:

"It's just the owner's imagination. Put down your phone, wash your hands and eat."

"..."

Natsuki Amamiya silently put down her phone, washed her hands, and then came back to sit down.

"There's only one omelet rice..." Natsuki Amamiya looked at Yukino, "Have you already eaten?"

“Yes.” Yukino Yukinoshita said calmly, “I get up at six o’clock in the morning, go for a half-hour run, and have breakfast at seven o’clock.”

Amamiya Natsuki said speechlessly:

"Morning runs are no longer effective for us, are they?"

Yukino Yukinoshita retorted:

"Morning runs not only exercise the body, but also regulate the mind and bring inner peace."

"I see, Yukino-sensei, I've learned something." Amamiya Natsuki nodded. "I hurt my wrist playing video games last night, could you feed me some omelet rice, Yukino?"

Yukino Yukinoshita said expressionlessly:

"We suggest the owner switch to their right hand."

Before Natsuki Amamiya could finish speaking, the maid Yukino turned around, her hair and maid skirt fluttering gently in the air, and began to clean.

do the laundry.

Mopping the floor.

Clean up kitchen waste.

Wash the fruit.

She even trimmed some of the potted plants in her home.

It has to be said that Yukino's housework skills are at least several stories high.

"Thank you for the meal. I'm going to eat now." Amamiya Natsuki picked up her bowl and chopsticks, preparing to go to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

“Master, you can just sit here.” Yukino Yukinoshita took the bowl and chopsticks and said, “I’ll wash the dishes.”

Amamiya Natsuki couldn't help but sigh:

"If Yukino were always this well-behaved and obedient, that would be perfect."

"……Ah."

"Wait, were you just sneering?"

"No, Master misheard."

"That was a disdainful sneer."

"It's good that the master knows; there's no need to say it aloud."

"..."

After a while.

When the maid Yukino came out of the kitchen, she was carrying sliced ​​watermelon and yellow peaches. She was quite dutiful and did not slack off at all.

Amamiya Natsuki began to speak:

"These fruits..."

“I’m only responsible for cleaning; Master can eat it himself,” Yukino Yukinoshita interrupted directly. “If Master can’t lift his arm, he doesn’t have to eat it.”

Such a meticulous maid is impossible to get close to!

“Okay, there’s one more thing,” Natsuki Amamiya said, changing the subject. “I need a lap pillow.”

Yukino Yukinoshita frowned and looked over:

"Ok?"

"I haven't redeemed all the lap pillow coupons yet," Natsuki Amamiya said matter-of-factly. "Yukino isn't going to renege on her debt, is she?"

Yukino Yukinoshita was silent for two seconds, then turned her pretty face away and said:

"I'll go hang the clothes out to dry first..."

"I'll hang the clothes out to dry later, I need a lap pillow now." Amamiya Natsuki patted the sofa. "Hurry up and keep your promise. Yukino always says that the most important thing in life is to keep your word."

"..."

Yukino Yukinoshita bit her lip with her pearly teeth, but in the end, she didn't renege on her promise.

Keeping one's word is one of Yukino's life principles, so she naturally wouldn't renege on her promise. She took a deep breath and sat down on the sofa.

"Then, I'll start."

Without any hesitation, Amamiya Natsuki rested his head directly on the girl's soft, fragrant, and elastic thighs. The faint fragrance that had been lingering in the air became clearer, like orchids and musk, with a sweet scent of milk and fruit, gently wafting into his nose.

"thanks for treatment."

As Amamiya Natsuki spoke, she rubbed against him.

So slippery.

For some reason, even through the clothes, I could still clearly feel the smoothness and warmth beneath the maid outfit.

Yukino Yukinoshita endured for a while, then finally gritted her teeth and said:

"Don't go too far!"

Amamiya Natsuki said in a muffled voice:

"I was just looking for a comfortable position."

Yukino Yukinoshita couldn't help but feel embarrassed and annoyed:

"Does lying down feel comfortable?"

Amamiya Natsuki took a breath and said: